we do be vibing doe

Gustav Ahr's Album

worlds away (prod. horse head)

Produced and Mixed by John Congleton
Mastered by Greg Calbi

Pictures of Girls : https://atlantic.lnk.to/PicturesOfGirls

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NORTH AMERICAN WINTER TOUR 2018
Tickets available at bit.ly/2hklasc

February 23: Detroit, MI – Third Man Records Cass Corridor 
February 24: Toronto, ON – Mod Club
February 26: Cambridge, MA – Middle East Downstairs
March1: New York, NY – The Bowery Ballroom
March 2: Philadelphia, PA – The Foundry at The Fillmore 
March 3: Washington, DC – Union Stage
March 5: Richmond, VA – The Broadberry
March 6: Carrboro, NC – Cat’s Cradle
March 7: Asheville, NC – The Grey Eagle
March 9: Nashville, TN – Third Man Records 
March 10: Atlanta, GA – Vinyl
March 12: Dallas, TX – Club Dada
March 13: Houston, TX - The Bronze Peacock at House of Blues

Spring EP

Pictures of Girls

lyrics
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it's just me myself & i
trippin' in the sky
hopped up on spaceship and didn't say goodbye
clouded by my mentions & dms all the time
lost but imma face it i didn't fucking try
      
guess i lost her in the process but i've been killing time
flew out to seattle & kicked it with some guys
then we whipped it on some scooters & freed our fucking minds
steppin' up onto the stage is the only time i'm alive 
and i only panic sometimes but i've been feeling fine
friction caused an uproar in 1925
the president is calvin coolidge and whiskey's on the rise
i can tell when you are scared by the look inside your eyes
can you feel the floor it's melting dripping like a faucet 
i had all these plans but then i fucking lost it
you ever feel compared to your parents way too often
your friends are on the gram and you don't see em often

it's just me myself & i
trippin' in the sky
hopped up on spaceship and didn't say goodbye
clouded by my mentions & dms all the time
lost but imma face it i didn't fucking try
it's just me myself & i 
sorta fucking high
all this time i've wasted impatience has arrived
what the fuck it's always raining the sun don't ever shine
guess i'll step back in my house & i'll get up on my grind

gotta get up on my grind it's about time i realize
that i'm about to blow up and i ain't even twenty five
life is a road full of twists and i take every one of em
twist up the dank with my friends maybe some of em
relate to words that i say when i'm hummin' em
fixate their minds to erase when i'm done with em
or when they're just done with me
lost in my head again i cannot breathe
i'd say i'm sorry but i cannot speak
high as a kite and i'm reaching my peak

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me myself & i (prod. taylor morgan)

lyrics
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it's three o' clock
times running out
i rather sleep in than write all about
how i'm depressed
how to get out
cause i don't know shit i said fuck it & made it work out  
i'm a mess
i guess
but for some reason they stay impressed
i'm a pessimist 
optimism is something i miss
i kinda knew i'd be here all alone
but i never thought i'd do this shit & do it on my own
start writing stop checkin' on your phone
my mind races at some paces that are currently unknown

i'm not stoned
well maybe just a bit
hard to write a song if i don't take another hit
cancel all your plans today you're bout to write a hit
probably fucking not but you won't know unless you sit

does the energy around you ever get
inside your cerebellum tell me everything is shit
sleep away the day again and call it fucking quits
an easle to present a thought about the way i live
2017 was the year that i thought i'd kick
the bucket underneath my feet and slide into the pit
reach into the sky and said the clouds are looking lit
but angels never die so imma respawn real quick

did this kid really name his album after his cat
does he smoke a lot and how's his mom feel bout that?
dude please check my music out my shit really slaps
fuck you dickhead why won't you dm me back?
y'all really wanna work with me well how about that?
these lines are real dm's that i'll never hit back
i don't sell features so don't ask about that
god please don't hit me with another group chat 

it's three o' clock
times running out
i rather sleep in than write all about
how i'm depressed
how to get out
cause i don't know shit i said fuck it & made it work out 
i'm a mess
i guess
but for some reason they stay impressed
i'm a pessimist 
optimism is something i miss
i kinda knew i'd be here all alone
but i never thought i'd do this shit & do it on my own
start writing stop checkin' on your phone
my mind races at some paces that are currently unknown

creature (prod. taylor morgan)

Are you a junglist or just a pretender ?

lyrics
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hit the floor
drink some more
hope that you don’t throw up
life’s a bore
do your chores
i can’t wait to grow up
he’s a whore
she’s a whore
well kinda sorta
i don’t know anymore
it’s what i’m falling short of

what i’m falling short of
faded kinda sorta
whiskey on my breath
and paramore on the pandora
i can never think straight hit with paranoia
open photoshop i’m color correcting my aura
set up on the east coast
mind in california
i got lots of issues yeah i prolly should’ve warned ya
i don’t ever sleep i just stay up watching dora
i am such a fungi like plasmodiophora

they said that i could be anything that i want
so i became all that i hated just so i could get stuck
inside my head and i’ve been pacing thinking just way too much
but i comply don’t even try too busy gettin' fucked up

Are you a junglist or just a pretender ?

Boshe